Confessions 3
| It had been weeks since I last saw him, there was a little recklessness swimming in my veins so I decided to embrace it, even when I’m nervous, trying to be spontaneous I have to DECIDE to be spontaneous. So I sat on the edge of the bed, decided to be cute with him ask him random questions, he interrupted me, asking for his kiss, “You want your kiss?” I’d asked but he had a way with answering questions. So I pushed him back after he’d taken his kiss, smiled and continued to pretend he hadn’t interrupted me. It was fun to see him fight with himself, whether to jump me or not, “And you’re not listening to a word I said.” There was a lag of a few seconds before he caught on smiled and jumped me, his kisses took my breath away, my finger tips itched to touch him to hold and never let go. He flipped me, me over him, took off his shirt, pulled down his pants it got a little too quick for me to slow it down and I didn’t really want to. So I leaned over and took him in my mouth, his fingers were in my hair, pulling it, holding it up so it wasn’t obstructing his view... He was quick to recover... I took off my jeans his hands were on my shirt trying to pull it off me quickly, god I wish he’d just rip it off I remember thinking, but he didn’t, still my clothes were gone laying about in different directions in the room. “You know, if you haven’t noticed, those are sensitive.” I gasped out, his fingers were playing havoc on my breasts, my hands where on his shoulder but it was impossible to budge. He looked at me then, “I know.” I can’t remember exactly what he said but suddenly he was asking, “you can come from your breasts?” I nodded said “yeah” and had him gripping my wrists above my head hard while saying “Ok lets try that.” His mouth was wet and hot and greedy, his fingers playful, I couldn’t stand it and pushed my face into his shoulder, his fingers were on me not quite in me just teasing staying away from where I wanted him to touch me desperately. So I did what I could only think of doing, I put my hand on his and pushed... It was that, the first push that always got my blood racing my cheeks blazing and everything in me buzzing, then he pushed in deeper and there was that thrill that ran up my spine that tingling sensation over my ass, between my legs, before he put his weight on me. He moved and I couldn’t help moaning, gasping, then he did something I honestly never expected, he gripped me tight so I was pinned under him I couldn’t move, then his hand covered my mouth. He pushed in and out over and over the first orgasm caught me off guard enough that the second came quickly after, letting me enjoy it more. Then he rotated, his hand still on my mouth holding me helpless, I couldn’t breathe, I didn’t care, if he continued I’d die, if he stopped I’d kill him, the third hit me hard, my legs cramped, I loved it. He let go, my lips felt cold air again, I asked him to kiss me, he did but only for a moment, he moved off of me leaned on his knees still in me, pulled me legs so I was close to being in his lap. He pulled out slide over me a few times and pushed back in, he touched something, I could hear us, I could hear our friction I closed my eyes and let go. He didn’t stop. I asked him if he came, it didn’t click for me was he holding back? He chuckled said yes, but then he was still in me, hard. Nothing made sense anymore, I let go of the bedspread, willing my fingers to let go one finger at a time, he got off the bed headed for the bathroom, I had to glimpse his ass, he has a fine ass. It was odd, I think he had literally fucked me speechless. |

